Ryoko suddenly felt herself being grabbed from behind- the boy had wrapped his arm around her neck, holding her threateningly.
"Put down the guns!" he demanded.
'Shi..!" she thought in a panic. 'He's using me as a hostage! Bitch!'
"Just return the girl and the work of art!" the cop retorted.
"I'll crush her head!" yelled the boy. She couldn't help but whimper at that threat, as emty as it was. This freak was… unusual. The cop seemed to be thinking the same thing.
"What can you do? You're just a kid!" he acted relaxed, though he sure didn't look it. "You don't even have a weapon! What could you possibly do?"
"I don't need a weapon." The boy sneered. He looked up to the full moon, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Then he started to... change. He grew much taller, his hair longer, and he took on a demonic, bird-like appearance, including huge wings and swirling colors in his eyes
'What the Hell is this!' she thought fearfully. 'Is he some kind of monster? This can't be real! I just wanted to go home! What the Hell is happening!'
He grabbed her around the waist and took to the sky. She screamed at the unexpected lurch, clutching to him for dear life, though she wanted nothing to do with him. The way she was being held, it was hard to get a completely good look at him, but what she could see was monstrous.
"W-where are you tak-" she began, trying for the 'I'm-not-afraid-of-you' tone. It didn't really work. At all. He shot her a look that said "Shut up or I drop you here and now." Very soon after, he started a sharp descent. The wind rushing past them was forcing Ryoko's eyes shut, and she resisted the urge to scream again as they rocketed downward.
With a gust of wind that sent a frantic alley cat scampering away, they landed in a kind of alley behind a nightclub.
Huh?